I have just finished up a 34 hour Art Bell "Ghost to Ghost AM" marathon. People who call this show get to tell their own ghost stories on the radio. The stories are supposed to be true.

I have come up with a list of 10 people who call Ghost to Ghost. These can be used in any combination for example, Grieving Liar or Christian Troubled Sleeper.

Some other common themes/demographics:

MANY truck drivers/miner/military/cops and people from Alaska call in to Ghost to Ghost AM. I'm guessing this is because they are up so late? Though that doesn't really explain miners..

Troubled Sleepers:He had a bad dream or sees shadow people or demon dogs during a bout of nocturnal paralysis. He might feel pressure on his chest or feel someone sit down on the bed. Terrified and paralyzed he lay their for "hours" too afraid to move.

Often the stories are from when the caller was a small child. These can be great stories with extremely bizarre hallucinations!

Psychics/Mediums:She thinks the voices/images in her head come from the spirit world. She listens to the voices and possibly does what they tell her to do.

Ma'am, you don't have a history of psychics in your family, you have a history of mental illness. Many are also liars or kooks (see below).

Frightened Christians:She plays with a Ouija board, feels monstrous guilt, has a panic attack and thinks she sees demons everywhere. She reads the Exorcist or a book about Satan, has a panic attack and thinks she sees demons everywhere.

Art Bell loves all talk of demons and is completely terrified of Ouija boards.

Story Tellers:He is one of my favorites. He is probably over 60 and tells a great ghost story, though it is often second, third or fourth-hand from his dad's cousin's uncle.

Did it really ever happen?

No one cares because he tells the tale so well. Very spooky stories and Art Bell gobbles it up!

Kooks:He is clearly disturbed or mentally ill. He sees/hears/smells strange things all of the time. He may mention having 100s of strange experiences and sightings. Sir, please just pick the best one. This may include Bigfoot ghosts or ghosts of dead extraterrestrials.

He often says, "It could have been a dream but.." This phrase means he cannot tell the difference between his waking life and a dream or fantasy. This happens to him all the time. So he goes with it.

Liars:She is my least favorite caller to Ghost to Ghost. I can always spot her by the way she tells her story. She keeps going back and adding new facts or she explains every tiny worthless detail just to hear herself on the radio.

She reacts in unnatural ways during her stories. Ma'am, if you really saw a full torso apparition and had a conversation with it for 20 minutes, why didn't you get any useful information at all from this encounter?

Art Bell often makes fun of obvious liars.

PTS Sufferer:He could have been in the military or injured or gone into shock. His mind made up a story/hallucination to cover up the trauma and he now believes it really happened. These can be pretty scary!

BTW: There were three mentions of "Ghost Rape" in one 4 hour episode. What's up with that?

The Grieving:He recently lost a loved one. He turns small coincidences into signs that his loved ones are safe in the afterlife. These people are often positively affected by the experience.

These can make great stories depending on the improbability of the coincidence.

Anyone who listened last year:She listened to Ghost to Ghost last year and got spooked out when the phone rang suddenly. She assumed it was a ghost and remained frightened for weeks.

She waited 365 days so she could call Ghost to Ghost and tell Art Bell her boring story.

Normal People?:He seems reasonable, skeptical, possibly even levelheaded. He is confused by what he has seen and doesn't know how to deal with it.

I am an artist and seeing strange things in my waking thoughts is normal. In fact I thrive on it. But this was out of the ordinary because my wife saw them too....

In my apartment in Iowa city I had stayed up for two days for finals. I saw out of the corner of my eye movement by the closet. When I turned on the light I saw nothing. Went back to bed again I saw movement I intentionally looked away and watched out of my peripheral vision an saw shadow like creatures rolling barrels into the closet. In my mind I thought they were barrels of tears.

There were about six of them they had long pointy ears relatively hairless bodies and very long fingers Edward Scissor hands like sharp too. they were about a eight inches tall.

I told my wife the next morning and she said she had seen them too at night when she was really depressed and had not slept. She described them and I knew they were the same because I did not tell her about the Barrels.

Dr. Fong Says:My lords! You will find that the House of Mysteries has been well prepared for your grand arrival.

THE TIME IS NOW! On your knees in total, groveling submission as you pay homage to the true lords of the underworld, the mighty GWAR! Unassailable in grandeur, GWAR transcends the precepts of what a “band” truly is, and has become a worldwide cultural icon whose influence on our society has yet to be measured, yet it is utterly undeniable. GWAR rules!

Surrender yourself to the remorseless force that is GWAR. Join GWAR as they mark the 25th year of their re-awakening on Planet Earth with their new album, “LUST IN SPACE”, coming August 18th on Metal Blade Records!

GWAR has also proclaimed August 18th the beginning of a two-year celebration marking 25 years of constant GWAR mayhem on Earth.

“The event is so colossal that the idea of a more traditional, one-year celebration seemed completely inappropriate...this one is longer...and bigger!” quoted OderusUrungus, GWAR's lead singer, from the bands Antarctic stronghold.

GWAR is Earth's only active band hailing from outer space. They are undying heavy-metal warlords who put on quite simply the greatest show in history. This brain-melting, ear-splitting, eruption of blood, guts and savage lust is a ritual every human must endure. It has given GWAR legendary status and unrivaled respect, and left a visible blot on not only their fans but society itself.

GWAR is part of an ancient order of warriors called the Scumdogs of the Universe. They were banished to earth for a hideous array of cosmic crimes. Once here they coupled with the ape and through this bestial sexual mutation the human race was born. But this was a crime too great for GWAR's cosmic master (the Master) to ignore. He imprisoned GWAR in timeless ice, deep beneath their hulking temple in the wastes of Antarctica.

Here they slept, all the while dreaming the dreams of the humans that had grown to infest GWAR's world. But the day did come that GWAR stirred from it's ancient slumber and beheld the spectacle of what they had created. Underground figure Sleazy P. Martini, on the run, shot down over Antarctica, stumbled into GWAR's tomb at the precise moment of their re-awakening. His adroit thinking not only saved his life but got GWAR hooked on crack, and set them on the road in the form of a heavy-metal band! Here they immediately embarked on a 25-year (and counting) assault on the human race, and ultimately the Earth itself, the goal being the destruction of the human race and the actual melting of the entire planet (Oderus prefers melting planets). During this time they have toured relentlessly, released a slew of albums and videos, fought off hordes of alien attackers and have caused billions of dollars in worth of property damage. Yet despite their generally anti-social behavior, GWAR has inspired a worldwide cult of supporters and followers, ready to give their lives at a moments notice.

Bow down in utter abeyance to GWAR, master's of metal and lords over Earth!

The failed psychic, Connie Sonne said there was "no test" that could prove her wrong. What the f*ck?

Connie Sonne has applied for the Challenge with the claim that she is able to dowse for certain numbers when they are written on one side of a piece of cardboard and the other side is blank, and the cardboard is shuffled and placed on a table numbers-down.

Ms. Sonne has had interviews regarding her abilities printed in both newspapers and magazines in Denmark, and her academic affidavit came from an anthropology professor there.

Ghostbusters, the movie, was shot in 1954 instead of 1984. Who should be part of the cast? Would they have the same equipment? Who would they battle? Considering Dan Aykroyd's concept owes a lot to Bob Hope, Abbott and Costello, and Lewis and Martin comedies of the 40s and 50s, it is not that big of a stretch to speculate.

John A. Keel was one of the greatest paranormal researchers of the previous century. He wrote many wonderful books such as Strange Creatures of Time and Space and The Mothman Prophecies. His first book, Jadoo, investigated the alleged fakirs, Indian wizards who performed supposed miracles, such as the Indian Rope Trick and survive being buried alive.

Keel started to study intensely on the UFO phenomenon in early 1966. He interviewed thousands of people in over twenty states and read over 2,000 books, along with countless magazines, newspapers and newsletters over a four year period.

His most popular work, The Mothman Prophecies, was an account of his studies in the Ohio River Valley. Many strange things happened, such as conversations with aliens, odd military presences and those damned Men In Black, a term coined by Keel for the numerous encounters with the dark figures who harassed witnesses into keeping they're mouths shut.

In 2006, Keel admitted himself into a hospital after suffering a heart attack. He underwent successful heart surgery and was moved to a rehabilitation center. In 2009, Keel moved into a nursing home. He died on July 3, 2009.

Dr. Fong Says:I will never forget seeing his ancient back rise above the water.

I have something very important in the works for later this Summer. I am planning an expedition to one of the strangest places I have ever been.

When I was a young boy I was told a story about a giant turtle that lived in a small and secret lake deep in the northern wilderness.

In order to get to the lake where the giant turtle lived you had to paddle across a long deep lake and then portage across a narrow strip of land. You then had to paddle across another large but shallow lake and finally up a narrow channel to the turtle's lake.

The turtle's lake was small and round and black. The trees grew uncomfortably close on all sides. It was unnaturally deep and cold. At the bottom of this unnamed lake the turtle lived.

He is a giant and his huge shell has been seen rising above the surface of the water. His wake has also been seen as he moves around in the depths below.

Later this Summer I am planning to go back to this mysterious lake. I will be carrying camera and video equipment to document anything I may find.

Accompanying me will be will be my trusted friend Mustafa. He is an expert with kayaks and all things aquatic and should be able to guide us safely to the turtle's lake.

Our various camera/video/audiomen will follow us in; along with many unpaid interns/porters.

Once we arrive at the lake we will find a campsite near the banks of the lake and set up our turtle monitoring equipment. Complete measurements of the lake will be taken as well as water samples and countless photographs and videographs and audiographs.

Dr. Fong Says:Get out Dr. Scott! It's a trap and all your friends are in on it. The moth people are trying to steal your mind while you sleep!

Dr. Scott (of Syracuse NY) said...

About 15 years ago in cookeville, Tennessee, I shared a house with three roommates. I was also active in exploring paranormal and psychic phenomenon. I'd had some strange encounters with moths, and when I meditated on them, I saw this figure... substantially the same as is being described here. I also recieved a name: Djerva. I could find no references to this name at the time (before Google!) Apparently, it's a Scandanavian name--I still don't know if it has a particular meaning.

One night, when everyone else was asleep, I got up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. it was pitch black except for the light coming through the windows from a pole light on a side-street. As I stood there, the microwave oven beeped, and the timer set to 1:13 and started counting down. The oven did not turn on. I watched, frozen with creeped-out curiosity. When the timer reached zero, the display just went black as if nothing had happened. I felt as though I was being watched.

Later that week, I had come home from work, laid down for a nap, and awoken around 8:30 p.m. I put on my bathrobe and went down the hall to the kitchen where my friends mike and Michelle were talking. When I came around the corner, they both stopped talking and looked at me as if were painted blue or something. Mike said "How did you change clothes so fast?" I said, "I've been in my room for hours." Michelle said, "That wasn't you who just walked in and went down the hall?" (the side door we all used opened into the kitchen, opposite the hallway.)

They both began to go pale, and I asked them a few questions... they had both seen, out of the corner of their eyes while talking, someone tall like me, dressed darkly, come through the door and go down the hallway. Mike said he thought the figure was wearing a hat. I asked them whether either of them actually remembered the door opening and closing, and their eyes got wide. Neither of them did, and Michelle literally began to freak out.

A search of the house turned-up nothing unusual. I have had minor brushes with this same figure repeatedly over the years, but nothing so visual as what they described.

The following week, Mike encountered something in the dark hallway in the middle of the night that scared him so bad that he totally refused to talk about it, and he wasn't quite himself for weeks afterward.

Dr. Fong Says:Screaming in someone's face about Jesus is a good way to create an awkward silence that can last for years.

I am 38 years old and I have been seeing hat man all of my life. I have seen him in dreaming and waking reality. I've always thought that I was the only person to have this experience or that this backlit guy with a fedoro hat and black suit was specific to only me. I was extremely surprised to find out recently that people all over the world have seen him.

My earliest memory of him was in hypnogogic dream states as a very young child or infant. Most recently he communicated something to me in a lucid dream state. Throughout my life, he seems to contact me in a dream state first and then he will manifest into physical waking life soon after.

I don't know who he is or what he wants but I have my theories. My only advice to someone who encounters him/them and feels intense fear is to confront him. Tell him that you are not afraid of him and MEAN IT !

My faith in Jesus and his love is what gave me the courage to do this. When I did confront him, I got as close to his face as I could and screamed at him that Jesus loves me and that Jesus' love is much more powerful than he is.

When I did this, he seemed to agree with me and my fear of him subsided. From then on, he lost the power that he had over me. He still appears to me but not in a menacing or fearful way. In a strange way, it's almost like we're friends now and he just stops in once in a while to hang out. Sounds insane, I know.

Dr. Fong Says:There is nothing so dangerous as a boiling mass of hungry cats!

"130 cats in a single apartment. Such noisy company is what one resident of Novosibirsk has chosen. In her two room apartment is where she keeps each of these homeless animals. She found them all outside. Some were sick, others were emaciated from not eating, but she made them well again and fed them well."

"So that the neighbors don't complain about particular smells emanating from the apartment, she covered the walls and floors with ceramic tiles that she constantly washes. Nina insists that her cats do not quarrel amongst themselves and adore their hostess. Every cat has its own name and their names she remember by rote and she never gets them confused."

""When I ran out of cat names, I started giving them Russian people names. When I ran out of those, I started giving them first names of people whose names I heard on television shows or concerts, like Sherlok, Watson, Eden..."

Dr. Fong Says:We have the same thing in Michigan though it's feet are only 14 inches long & 4 inches wide with a 61-inch stride.

My girlfriend and I went out to feed deer for the hunting opener on Nov. 22, 2008. We were in the Chequamegon National Forest in northern Wisconsin. It was November 21, 2008 and the time was 12:10 AM, it was totally dark out and light snow was falling with an accumulation of about 1 inch covering the roads. The Temperature was 11*F and the wind was blowing from the northwest with a wind chill of 0*F. We made a U-turn to the left onto an unfinished ATV trail in one of our 4X4 Pickups heading towards last years feed pile.

I got to the bottom of the hill and backed in and parked. I got out my pistol and loaded it, I then put it in my holster, I grabbed my headlight with 3 LED bulbs and secured it on my head, I handed her a shaker LED flashlight and proceeded to the back of my truck where I had a 5 gallon bucket with just under 2 gallons of corn and 3 apples in it strapped down with 2 of my ATV straps. I put the tailgate down, unstrapped the bucket and put the tailgate up. I walked around my side and then in front of the truck to her passenger side as she was putting mittens on. We both started to walk together, her just behind and to my right side when we both noticed a fresh set of tracks in the snow heading down wind of us in the same direction we where walking.

At first it was not the size that caught my attention, it was "WHAT IN GOD'S CREATION MADE THESE TRACKS" immediately my skinned crawled as I looked around with my head to see if what we just had come up on was in sight. I glanced back down in disbelief at the tracks. I was in a slight stage of shock as I looked at her she looked at me and we both looked down at 4 well-formed footprints of some kind of scary tracks that either of us had ever seen before. I sized my shoe beside one of the tracks and realized it was about 3 inches longer than my shoe which measures 12 inches heel to toe, and about 1 inch wider than my shoe which measures 4 inches at it's widest width. Whatever we witnessed the foot prints of has 2 pointed talons on the end of it's foot that are isometrically the same with a rectangle shaped heel. The talons joined on the outside and at the same length in between the talons on each foot. They are 15 inches long and 5 inches wide with 64-inch strides. I have a 36-inch stride at 5'10" tall to give an idea of the possible size of this creature, running or not we do not know.

I believe we just missed seeing what caused these tracks and what ever made the tracks was still in the area and possibly watching us. My girl told me to load my pistol and keep it out, I did not argue. At first she wanted to leave right away but the sheer adrenaline and interest of what caused the tracks I believe is what kept us there. I said "okay let's get out of here" but again, interest kept us there looking at the tracks. My fear slightly subsided enough to think about the upcoming deer opener and decided I have the pistol and we will be okay. I started to walk the same way the tracks went up a hill on the trail when I stopped and looked back at her while she was still staring down at the prints. I said "come on lets get this over with" she caught up to me as we walked together, she said to me, "if this thing gets a hold of me put a bullet in my head" I thought about that as we kept walking. We went deep into the woods down a steep hill where I new the feed pile was from last year. We got to where I wanted the pile to be, I took the lid off the bucket and dumped the corn and apples out and stepped on the apples, I snapped the lid back on the bucket and said "let's go" We started to climb the hill when I realized we where off track and had to walk left to reach the trail to get back to the truck. I started to think that this was the scariest thing I have ever encountered and felt panic over coming me. I new where I was and finally we got back on the trail and walked down to where we could see the tracks of the creature again. We both stared at them for about 5 minutes. When we got back to the truck just 20 yards from the prints, she got in and closed her door. I went behind the truck, opened the tailgate and re strapped the bucket down and closed the tailgate. I got to my side of the truck and took the clip out of my gun and got in. I threw my head light off my head as we drove away thinking and then I said, "I am not coming back here" and she agreed. We where both scared and could not believe what just happened.

It was a month earlier and 1.1 miles walking through the woods from where we witnessed the tracks that a different friend and I where camping. I went to bed early and fell into a deep sleep. I woke up to the sound of my friend walking behind the tent and my first reply was "what are you doing back there?" I woke up a little more and realized my friend was sleeping, breathing kind of loud next to me. I sat up against my gear and grabbed my pistol and flashlight and sat there cold and scared in the dark. I woke my friend up and told him what I could hear and he said, "Ah it was probably a deer or something" The temperature was around 26*F. I looked out the flaps of the tent and could see the fire had died down and it was dark out there. I stood up and told my friend that I was going to the truck to warm up and get some sleep. I asked him if he wanted me to leave the pistol and he said, "no I'll be alright". I left the tent and walked to my truck about 80 yards away and started it up to get warm. I turned my lights on a few different times to see if what had walked by the tent was in sight. I did not see anything; I turned my truck off and fell asleep.

Whatever walked by the tent was bipedal and made 2 steps into my sound range and out again. I did not hear any other noise from what ever walked by. I looked around the next morning for footprints but leaves covered the ground and I did not detect anything. A little more than 2 years earlier. It was summer and I was at this same location riding my ATV alone, I stopped and got off walking down to a near by lake and was looking at the water and how clear it is when I could hear up on the hill above the camp ground we had stayed at a huge tree snap and hit the ground with a big thump as branches snapped off it and other trees as it fell. I got back to my ATV quickly at the time thinking a bear or buck was up there and I was not sticking around to find out. 2 months later that summer I returned to this spot again riding my ATV, I shut off the wheeler and stood around close by thinking about the last time I was there I was scared off by something. I was there about 5 minutes when all of a sudden I could hear branches snapping off of trees as what ever was breaking branches was coming down the hill closer to where I was. I got on my wheeler never to return until my friend and I camped there a little over 2 years later in October. My first 2 experiences with this creature while I was alone made me think it was possibly a bear or a buck deer, trouble with this theory is that I have come up on bear a dozen or so times and every time, the bear is running as fast as it can in another direction and what ever was making the tree sounds was not running any where. A deer also runs away at the first presence of a human. Now that we witnessed these creatures’ footprints I put the puzzle pieces together and realize that this creature is living in this area and it has probably been there for a long, long, long time. I have learned it means us no harm (yet). It only makes a sound when I am alone (tree breaking). It is always down wind of me (us). It is out in the day and or night. It can see in the dark. It uses the wind to it's advantage every chance it gets. It can hear well. It can smell good. It waits until we are vulnerable to approach us when 2 of us are together. I could possibly have smelled it and did not know what I smelled. I (we) have put 4,000 miles in this forest on my Grizzly ATV through deep desolate, thick wooded, swamp, lake areas and have now proved to ourselves that this undocumented at this time creature is in fact out there.

I believe this to be what the Monster quest American Werewolf series TV show on the History Channel has shown to be the half Man-half Wolf "DOGMAN?" that others have actually witnessed. I know where this creature is living and plan on an expedition to prove its existence. I want to document this creature because I feel everyone that enters the forest has a right to know it is there and for other various reasons. I am open to any and all that would like to comment or ask questions in discussing my encounters with this creature(s).Signed, yours truly, Sure And Scared.

I have an actual picture that I took which I discovered after writing this story that proves it to be the Wolf Man Creature(s) the Monster quest American Werewolf Episode Debuts. I do not care who believes me about the proof I have of this creature(s) existence. I know where at least one of these creatures lives. I will bring it to light very soon.

Translates to: "Without meat-tokens: a horse shot in a streetfight by spartacists is being butchered by the poor populace."

This is a photo taken during the German inflationary period. There was no food so the people are butchering a horse that died in the street to eat. People are standing around it with knives waiting their turn to carve off a piece for their starving families.

If anyone can read German cursive I would love to know what it says on the back of this postcard. Please post a translation in the comments if you can make it out. You should be able to make it out better if you click on the image to enlarge it.